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ancillatua: I hope we *do* manage to steal a hasty kiss in the airport tomorrow as our flight paths cross. I mean… It would be a shame to break our streak of having lovely kisses there every time we’ve both been present. ;-)
ancillatua: You had something like this in mind this morning? Yes, please! i’ll fuck you out of the bed baby !
ancillatua: Well, darling… would you expect anything less? I was raised to have lovely manners, of course… ;-) aaaaand this post made me hard !
ancillatua: The way she just gives up and sinks to her elbows because the pleasure is almost too much to bear…
ancillatua: This practically hurts to watch, darling. 27 more days.
ancillatua: Ah, fuck, darling! This is going to be one of those days of mad, mad craving. Of wanting all of it, all the time, in every possible way. Of needing your body. Needing you.
ancillatua: I find myself drawn lately to lingerie with this combination of rigor and delicacy. The straps and the lace. The buckles and the intricacy. Really exquisite…
ancillatua: missxsubmissive: Inventive Masking tape and a pair of my tights will do in a pinch if we happen not to have rope… ;-)
ancillatua: ancillamea: Sometimes I love how you work so very hard to please me. Other times, I just want you to surrender and to let me do it myself. Today was a day for surrender… How baht l badly I have needed to give myself over to you today!
ancillatua: I am so happy we’ll finally get more than one hasty night.Because I want to be able to take our time…
ancillatua: chrissymiller89: This photo is so powerful to me. His amazing arms and hands, and of course they way he touches… but oh, the way he cradles her head, the fingers on her chin, controlling yet seemingly tender as well… her naked vulnerability
ancillatua: ancillamea: I already miss that playful, curious, possessive way that you explore me. You are mine, beloved. (And thank you to cubicletocollar for such an amazing and beautiful picture)!
ancillatua: Yes. Just there. Just as you spoke of this morning. Soon.
ancillatua: ancillamea: Now finish for me, my good girl. Oh god, this! This… You will help me to figure this part of things out, won’t you, darling? Dominus? I need you to help me figure it out. And make sense of it. Please.
ancillatua: ancillamea: Mine. Yours.
ancillatua: deinmaedchen: Ich will bereit sein. As if I could possibly be more ready!
ancillatua: ancillamea: I am feeling so particularly and incredibly possessive all of a sudden, darling. You are mine. I own you. Ha. I wonder why? ;-) But truly. You know that I am yours. And that you own me. And that no one else ever has, nor
ancillatua: Things I need. So badly. If I must wait, I will wait. And the waiting will make this even more beautiful when we finally get there.
ancillatua: Still a no, Dominus meus…? ;-)
ancillatua: I belong here don’t I? In some particular way. On my knees, between your knees, my elbows akimbo over your thighs, or else held neatly and with perfect obedient discipline at my waist. Looking up at you. My love. My lord (and how mad and
ancillatua: Tell me all the things about this, darling, that are perfect…. Please tell me. I want to hear you say them yourself.
ancillatua: My black ribbon needs to be just the tiniest bit longer in order to be able to do this… I love having it, though, Dominus meus. I love to be yours.
ancillatua: On my knees. Fingers in your flesh. Your hands in my hair. And you tell me I am your good girl. I am yours. My heart is aching right now with the way the need for this has taken over.
ancillatua: I am imagining that this is perhaps the view you see when you look down at me this way. Dark, tangled curls spilling over my shoulders. Hands neatly and obediently contained. Mouth open and hungry for your cock, for the taste of you.
ancillatua: This has become one of my favorite positions in which to have a conversation with you. There is just something about it that makes me feel so at ease and at home. So much yours.
ancillatua: Oh. Yes.Make it hurt.Dominus.
ancillatua: ancillamea: Kneeling obediently while it dries, sticky against your skin. Then you may get dressed, ancilla mea. When I’m next in the office it will be with you spilling down my thighs or drying stickily on my skin beneath my work clothes…
ancillatua: Hard wood. Rough rope. Wrought iron. We need more time…
ancillatua: To please you. To serve you. To attend to your desires. To be yours.
ancillatua: We should find a reason to go to a fancy-dress party, or a costume ball. I think it would indeed be fun to wear a Venetian mask like this… Though I admit I am curious where the interest comes from for you…
ancillatua: How many times have you seen me just like this, a braid trailing down over my shoulder. The straps of a camisole slipping down no matter how many times I tug at it. I think, in flashes of moments, I can sometimes see myself through your eyes,
ancillatua: And what would you like me to read to you tonight, darling? I’m in the mood for some Catullus, I think… NVLLA potest mulier tantum se dicere amatam uere, quantum a me Lesbia amata mea est. Nulla fides ullo fuit umquam foedere tanta,
ancillatua: Hmmmmm….. I may be coming around to your appreciation for gloves, darling. And by the way…. I adore this picture. There are half a dozen reasons why, all of which I’m sure you know.
ancillatua: in-morpheus-arms: ☸ This makes me hungry…
ancillatua: Against the wall this way… The need to focus. The need to close my eyes. Not try to anticipate what you’ll do next. Just be there in that moment.
ancillatua: “La amò per ore, con gesti che non aveva mai fatto, lasciandosi insegnare una lentezza che non conosceva. La bendò perché ne potesse godere ogni suo senso. Assaggiò la sua pelle che sapeva di ambra lasciando che nella sua bocca
ancillatua:So… you were saying something just now about the sensation of my tongue along the tip of you? Mmmmm. Yeah. Delicious.
ancillatua:ancillamea: …because you know I’d never dream of meeting you without a belt, darling. I need this. As much as I need anything, I need this. To belong to you this way. It was part of things—surprisingly—almost from the beginning. And
ancillatua:Yours. Every inch of my body. For you.
ancillatua: More of the ribbons at the side… I like! :-)
ancillatua: Oh. My. God. Yeah. Holy.
ancillatua: Wrists bound, mouth open…. I love to be yours.
ancillatua: There is just so much about this that reminds me of us :-) It makes me happy. I will see you soon, and I will wait patiently for you, feet tucked beneath me, wondering what to do with my hands, watching you watch me, wondering what, exactly
ancillatua: dorkilydominant: You know that naughty look just keeps me going. You thought this was about you, right? You thought I was going to play for your pleasure, for your enjoyment, didn’t you, defiant little slut? I will teach you selflessness
ancillatua: I think this is a gesture of mine, yes? Though you’d know better than I do, to be sure. It’s a sign of uncertainty, of being just a bit off center. Unsure of how I ought to be in that moment. And you always meet this gesture with a smile.
ancillatua: Thinking about being trained and obedient this morning, Dominus…
ancillatua: More variations on today’s theme. Sans commentaire.
ancillatua: hazeleyes2012: Let’s fuck. And cuddle. And fuck. And cuddle… Could we forget the world for just some time? What kind of day is it, you ask? This kind of day. We can draw straws to see who gets to be the coffee fairy. ;-)
ancillatua: I belong to you.You remind me in many ways.Whether you’re near or far.
ancillatua: michaelfaudet: Encore by Michael Faudet It’s a rainy afternoon here, darling. Just sayin’…
ancillatua: In the middle of the night—I do not know who woke first, you or I—we found each other. Without opening my eyes, without stopping to breathe, I reached for you. And when we finished, I was spent and trembling and still exhausted. And you
ancillatua: Mmmmm. The way you lean your head back and groan when I focus on that spot, darling…
ancillatua: lascivious25: Ohgod. Pretty much what L said. Yeah. Holy.
ancillatua: Getting me ready…?
ancillatua: I love kissing you when you’re holding me this way, with my legs wrapped round your waist. There’s something sweet and lovely about looking down to kiss you… a shift in my usual perspective that always makes me smile.
ancillatua: Sometimes it’s just the simplest things I miss most.
